Chapter 954: Chapter 958 Ancient God’s Arch-Enemy Chapter 954: Chapter 958 Ancient God’s Arch-Enemy Zhu Minglang was startled by them.
For a mont, Zhu Minglang thought that the place had beco desolate and that he was dreaming of a scene from thousands of years ago.
“I am Fu Chen, your…” Zhu Minglang was about to reply.
But before he could finish his sentence, a woman dressed in cyan-black bird clothes, sporting a beautiful hairpin and her hair done up in a cloud bun, revealing her delicate white neck with the elegance of a swan, briskly walked over.
“This is one of our Stranded Guests from Dragon Tail Mountain. Every year, people get lost at the boundary’s end and fall here through so mysterious spatial power. Disciples of the gods, there’s no need to worry,” said the woman in the cyan-black bird clothes, smiling gently as she explained.
“But aren’t the inhabitants of Dragon Tail Mountain generally won?” asked the man who initially questioned Zhu Minglang.
“There are always nial jobs that need doing, so there are so n,” the woman in cyan-black bird clothes replied.
“Fine, take him away, but according to our agreent, you can’t add more people in the next few months,” the high-foreheaded man said.
As he spoke, the high-foreheaded man looked Zhu Minglang up and down, his eyes revealing a mix of disdain and arrogance as he saw Zhu Minglang’s tattered clothes and nurous injuries.
“I really don’t understand why heaven would give soone like you, who doesn’t even have the courage to live, a second chance. You might as well be ground to dust into the void and disappear from my sight. If you dare step foot here again, I’ll throw you into this gorge to feed the dragons!” the high-foreheaded man continued.
Zhu Minglang was extrely confused at this ti. He didn’t understand why this person dared to speak so boldly when Dragon Tail Mountain should be his Divine Mansion.
However, Zhu Minglang’s current state was not very good, as he would have smashed the skull of this high-foreheaded man under normal circumstances!
The woman in cyan-black bird clothes kept winking at Zhu Minglang, signaling him to endure.
Zhu Minglang had just escaped from a terrifying void storm and indeed couldn’t be bothered to argue with this petty quarrel.
“Please follow ,” said the woman in cyan-black bird clothes.
Zhu Minglang followed her, noticing the exposed shoulders in her wrap-around dress; her delicate back was showing. As he was observing her fair shoulders, he noticed a cyan-black pattern on her back, precisely in the shape of a Plum Vessel.
Was it a Servant God Contract?
This woman was serving God Fu Chen!
Then she should recognize him.
Indeed, as they were headed towards another Xiao Xiu Feng, the woman looked around carefully to make sure no outsiders were nearby. Only then did she turn around and give Zhu Minglang a dignified bow.
“Our God, Qin Xiang has been waiting for you here for a long ti. Ever since you appeared to in a dream, I have been waiting here every “Ti” every day, finally…” the woman, who called herself Qin Xiang, said excitedly.
As she spoke, she also subtly observed Zhu Minglang’s appearance, daring not to stare openly yet unable to restrain her inner curiosity.
Zhu Minglang scratched his head. Had he really appeared to her in a dream? This girl seed unfamiliar. However, the beauty in Black Phoenix attire, Zhu Minglang had dread about her more than once; she should be the master of his Divine Mansion.
“Where is Black Phoenix?” Zhu Minglang asked.
“The Goddess Xuanmu you ntioned?” Qin Xiang replied.
“Roughly, bring out the person in charge here,” Zhu Minglang said.
“Our God, you seem to be in a bad state right now. How about I take you to rest first? You must have gone through a lot of hardships to find this place. I also don’t know why heaven is so harsh to our God Fu Chen, letting you suffer so much in the Lower Realm,” Qin Xiang said.
“What’s the deal with those people just now? They don’t seem like they’re from Dragon Tail Mountain,” Zhu Minglang asked.
“Ah, that’s a long story. Our God, you should rest and heal your injuries first. Once you’re rested, Qin Xiang will take you to et the Goddess. You wouldn’t want to appear like this, would you?” Qin Xiang said.
“Fine, but there’s a very powerful god chasing from behind. Can the outer world break through here?” Zhu Minglang asked.
“Theoretically, they shouldn’t be able to,” Qin Xiang said.
“…” Zhu Minglang shook his head.
Forget it. If that vile woman cos after him again, he would fight her.
With the Nuwa Dragon, Moon Blessing White Dragon, Yama Dragon, and the Sword Awakening Power of the Sword Spirit Dragon, if he staked it all on a fight to the death… there would still be no chance. Anyway, he would take one step at a ti.
Zhu Minglang hadn’t expected that he would enter Dragon Tail Mountain while being chased down. Sighing, his first little fangirl witnessing such a disgraceful sight made him feel a bit sentintal.
Fortunately, his life was spared.
This Lu Wu, once he got out, he definitely wouldn’t let her go. He had to expose her revolting true face!
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The storm blew past, leaving only a chaotic field of teorites. Lu Wu stayed guarding at the only exit, thinking Zhu Minglang had most likely been strangled by the force within the storm.
She had no choice but to return.
At the cascade abyss, the Great Shan ng’s upper body was already protruding, but nurous silver sealing chains still locked its shell tightly inside the Silver Dawn Door.
“Did the person escape?” Shan ng asked.
“He is probably dead,” Lu Wu replied.
“Did you see a Cliff Beyond the Sky when you pursued him just now?” Shan ng continued asking.
“No,” Lu Wu responded.
“Oh, oh, if he didn’t escape into that place, then he is dead.”
“Cliff Beyond the Sky, what place is that?” Lu Wu asked, puzzled.
“Did you listen to the conversation I had with that boy just now?” Shan ng asked.
“Of course.”
“I didn’t exterminate the human race, and eventually beca a demon loathed imnsely by them. The Mother of Gods, wanting to regain the support of the humanity, then promoted an ancient god to overthrow and seal in the Prison Continent. This ancient god, called God of Fuchen, has his Immortal Mansion to the south of this door, hidden in the boundless Mist Mountain,” Shan ng explained.
“Isn’t that God of Fuchen your archenemy?” Lu Wu comnted.
“The lifespan of ancient gods is not comparable to ours, they are mostly enthroned by the human race. At this period, whether God of Fuchen still exists is questionable; even if he does, he is likely like , no longer revered by the world spirit, even forgotten, his mana nowhere near what it once was…” Shan ng said.
“This youngster would rather be crushed to pieces than help you escape these chains of imprisonnt,” Lu Wu said angrily.
“No matter, he has already split half for . I can break through the rest forcefully, though it would cost so of my cultivation base. Compared to withering away in Prison Continent, what is a bit of cultivation? I can still descend to the world, just need to lay low for a while, which also gives ample ti for other Profound Ancient Sages to pave the way for ,” Shan ng said.
“I respectfully welco the descent of the Great Shan ng,” Lu Wu no longer said anything else but knelt down partially, displaying his loyalty to this ancient demon god.
“My bloodline has been fernting in this soil for two hundred thousand years; I wonder how many of the Demon Holy Clan still rember their old ancestor. I shall visit their Demon Nest Fairy Caves first,” Shan ng declared.
As he said this, he was already pulling his other half out. When he activated his mana and used brute force, the surrounding starry skies shook violently, and teorites floating nearby turned to dust under his overwhelming magic power. An endless storm brewed once more in this gap within the Divine Territory, even swallowing up a small continent about to fall to the realm of God Yuheng. It was unknown whether there were seeds of the human race on that small continent…
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